king of ros

Chapter 148

Facing the two people who were a little astonished, the prince had his own thoughts.

As a person with posthumous thoughts, Rostislav could naturally see the potential of the playwright.

The prince of Moscow can be said to be one of the people who value culture the most in this era, because he knows what is truly great. The glory of victory and the achievements of construction will eventually fade away, but words and culture will always be passed on.

As his grandfather once told him, culture and knowledge make true greatness.

But now, an opportunity that may promote cultural development is in front of his eyes. This is a performance form different from farce and miracle drama. It is a performance form that has a certain artistic level but can be appreciated by the public at the same time. .

"I think Alexey's script is pretty good, but it's not suitable for the Miracle Troupe to stage."

The prince's words made the puppeteer's eyes, whose eyes were lit up because of him, darken again, but the next words lit them up again.

"There should be a troupe that puts on secular plays...Alexey, are you willing to be the head of this troupe? I think you have the ability."

"My lord... My lord, of course I am willing!"

Alexei immediately responded with the loudest voice, his face was dyed red with joy, and in his opinion the prince was like an angel, bringing him the good news.

"Well, come to the palace tomorrow to find me, and I will give you the funds, but you need to overcome the manpower and venue yourself. Is there any problem? Nestor, go and help his friend."

"Of course there is no problem! My lord!"

Nestor was a little stunned watching this scene. He never thought that this young prince would be so passionate about drama. Shouldn't a person like him love war and glory?He saw too many of them in Kyiv.

To Rostislav, a troupe cost little, and he was willing to spend it.

The prince of Moscow pays more attention to the promotion of cultural means than most people in this era. When he needs it, these troupes can bring very powerful...

The prince who had given these orders left the theater quickly, leaving the two ecstatic. He still had other things to deal with.

The prince chose to go back to the palace directly. He had seen enough today, and he should go back to deal with today's audience. He couldn't make the audience wait too long, and he had to deal with government affairs after the audience.

But after crossing the gate of the inner city, the prince saw a scene that surprised him.

In front of the mansion of the guards, armored and unarmored guards surrounded the two fighting people. They did not carry weapons, but cheered for the fight.

As soon as the prince approached, he realized that it was his personal captain Gevalan who was fighting with a man in a blue cloak. Both of them rolled on the ground a few times, making them all ashamed.

Naturally, the soldiers noticed the prince's arrival, and silently stepped aside to allow Rostislav to approach.

Looking at the man in the blue cloak, the prince felt a sense of familiarity inexplicably. He should have seen this man somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it now.

Guvalan was full of anger, and the man who fought with him was full of embarrassment, obviously suppressed by the captain of the guards, but Rostislav seemed to have some strength left, but he didn't know why he didn't fight back.

When the prince came to the front, Gevalan noticed the prince walking, and immediately gave up fighting and knelt down in front of the prince.

The man suppressed by him finally breathed a sigh of relief, and when he realized that there was a big man in front of him, he also quickly knelt down.

"You are very energetic, Gevalan, what's going on?"

The prince's tone was very calm, he just wanted to find out what was going on, Rostislav felt it was very novel, his personal captain was always serious and unsmiling, the prince had hardly seen him fight with anyone in private.

"It is so, my lord."

The captain of the personal army glared at the man, his eyes were full of annoyance.

"Do you remember the jeweled helmet you gave me in Estonia? That huge ruby ​​was later lost in the battle with the Polovets."

"Ah, I remember that."

The prince recalled the battle that year. The captain of the personal army attached great importance to the helmet. After it was lost, Gevalan only wore a simple helmet.

"I've finally caught the thief now, the bastard who stole my ruby."

"Fart! You old thing is farting. I picked it up on the battlefield! I also participated in the war with the Polovets, and this is my spoil. Maharaja, my name is Domhnall Burns, from Britain, I performed at the celebration banquet that night, my poems were appreciated by the Grand Duke, and I went to Kyiv as a court poet for a while, I came to join your court."

As soon as Guvalan finished speaking, the young man whom he accused of being a thief shouted, and this young man named Domhnall only felt unlucky.

He turned down Jan's solicitation, and came to see the prince of Moscow, intending to offer his loyal ministers to the prince and join his court.

After witnessing the heroic appearance of the Moscow princes' team, Domhnall saw the potential behind the young prince.He was bound to be a great ruler, and one worthy of allegiance, and it was definitely worth joining his cause.

After being away from home for so long, so far, Gaelic finally found a place where he would like to settle down.

That huge ruby ​​was what he planned to use as a stepping stone to join the palace, but when he showed the gem to those soldiers in exchange for the qualification to meet the prince, those soldiers did not go to the prince, but their relatives. Captain.

Then Domhnall had the misfortune to find that, so far away from the battle, he met the true owner of the gem, and the beating followed.

"I remember you, grandfather's poet. Well, I allow you to join my court. As for the gem, you can return it to Guvalan. Guvalan, others got it on the battlefield. There's nothing to blame."

Rostislav passed judgment on the matter, and both men complied with the prince's arrangements.

But Domhnall was still a little embarrassed, except that he didn't show it, he wouldn't say that he picked up the gems from the smashed Gevalan back then - now he remembered how to get the gems that's it.

After the prince said this, the captain of the personal army naturally agreed, he was not a person dominated by anger, and his anger had almost dissipated.

After giving these orders, the prince walked into his palace, and there are still many things to deal with.

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(End of this chapter)